Alright! Enough of the hints already! I get it! But, the truth doesn't come out yet!!!!


I am the worse of teasers – aren't I? LOL

If you guys want the dibs on how the girls got knocked up by their hubbies (one being after a fashion of course), then you have to review. I feel lonely without someone saying 'what's next?'.

Disclaimer: Characters, places, and the like from the Vampire Diaries are the property of LJ Smith. I'm just borrowing them to create this tale. All other characters that have no ties to any other fics belong to me!

Chapter Six

It was late in the morning when Damon finally roused himself from his contented sleep. For the first time in five years, he was with his only love. Bonnie was going to remain unconscious until the transformation took full effect – another three days. But he was careful as he slid out of their marital bed.

He sense the probe sent by his brother and sister-in-law. As he thought, the pair took his and Bonnie's festivities the wrong way. They saw it as Damon taking advantage of Bonnie. However Damon knew better, he knew his wife and that nothing anyone could have said would have changed what had happened that wonderful night.

He fed sparingly those few nights, more worried about an unknown attacking Bonnie as she rested. Yet, each time he returned she was fine.

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Bonnie groaned as she slowly forced her tight muscles to work. She felt weak and hungry, but other than that she felt better than she had since everyone left her side. It was as if she had only just now awakened, and what she had lived through was merely a strange dream that she remembered vividly.

She saw the bedroom window was open and a slight breeze was softly lapping the curtains back. There was a fire in the fireplace, the candles were lit, and soft music was just barely auditable from one corner of the room. Bonnie recognized the song immediately as the one she was playing in her mind as she and Damon began mating – Faith Hill's "Let's Make Love".

A strong almost domineering presence was beside her, one that was unmistakable – her husband and King, Damon. ~Have a nice sleep my beloved?~

Bonnie grinned as she stared deep into his fathomless black eyes. "I never knew that it would feel like this, my only. I can smell and hear everything that is coming through our window, I hear your heartbeat – I never knew that the nights were this alive!"

~You wouldn't believe how long I have wanted to show this to you. Are you hungry, Bonnie?~

"Yeah, and I'm still a little tired. So, when are you going to teach me how to hunt?" Her eyes glimmered with joy. Bonnie had never felt so complete.

Damon had a surprise for her first. ~May I have those sweet lips of you, my dear wife? I have a gift for you.~

Bonnie was curious. "Damon, first you took me as your wife and then you gave me my sweetest dream – you made me like you, forever. But, I wouldn't mind a kiss like you gave me on our honeymoon."

~Without argument Mrs. Salvatore, but first my gift for you.~ Damon clutched her face close until she parted her lips in an excited moan. When she did that, he allowed what was in his mouth to drizzle softly into her's – a mouthful of fresh blood.

Bonnie eagerly swallowed as her husband fed her hungry body. He couldn't understand why she had so little energy, when he fed her more than enough of his own blood to turn her and give her strength to spare. Quickly he felt that his mouth was empty, and her tongue was licking up what little residue coated the cavern behind his lips. Damon pulled back and worriedly gazed at his wife.

"Bonnie love, are you still hungry?"

She nodded with a purr in her throat. "So, do we sneak off to hunt – I know that the others are downstairs. But, I don't feel strong enough to deal with sissy's berating right now."

A knock on the door stopped Damon from questioning his wife further. To their shock it was Mrs. Flowers who was leading the group in! "Oh good, your finally awake Bonnie. I told them that you would be fine. All you need is a meal and rest. After all the little one can't do it herself."

"I'll admit that Bonnie doesn't know how to hunt yet, Mrs. Flowers. But, I intend to teach her everything." Damon barely held back the growl in his throat.

Surprisingly though, the old woman simply smiled at him. "Child, I don't mean Bonnie. She will learn in time, but not just yet. I am surprised child that neither of you have picked up on it yet."

"Pick up on what, Mrs. Flowers?" Bonnie was interested by what their friend was saying.

The old woman's face showed worry. "Open you limited powers onto yourself alone."

Bonnie shifted in Damon's arms, "I don't know how to do that."

"Child then you do it. Nearly nine hundred years and you'd think …" Mrs. Flowers muttered the last to herself.

~Okay love, can you feel my mind joined to yours?~

~Yes. What is that I feel? It's like there is three of us on the bed, but I know that you and I are the only ones on here.~ Bonnie was nervous – giving all that they had lived through. Damon on the other hand was in shock, which worried the young witch all the more. ~Damon …~

~Bonnie, the third impression … spirit, for lack of a better word … is within you. There are two spirits within you right now. My Queen, you are pregnant.~

Bonnie's eyes bulged at that. "Did you just say that I'm pregnant! Damon Keith Salvatore! If this is some kind of joke, then I guarantee that it is most certainly not funny!"

Mrs. Flowers chuckled at that. "I hope that he can handle a pregnant woman's mood swings better than his father did."

"Ugh, what do you mean by that Mrs. Flowers?" Stefan warily asked.

She shook her head in a sigh. "You were so young back then – too young to remember."

"The Lady of the Flowers." Damon stuttered out.

"I knew that you'd remember eventually, child. Did you think that I would not care for the two of you through the dangerous times. Katherine thought that she pulled the two of you here Damon, but there was a greater power at work that drew you to Fell's Church – mine. I knew that Stefan would need his big brother's help in that fight, and you made me and your two's mother a promise to take care of your little brother. Which you did and still do."

Elena interrupted, "would someone translate what they are saying for me please."

Mrs. Flowers walked over and smiled as she brushed her fingers down the young woman's face. "I knew that you and the boy were meant for one another. But if I had helped you that night you found him in danger, Katherine would have found me out. And that would have placed you all in worse danger than you were at the time. She wanted to harm you every way possible, but I was able to halt her time and again. I gave you the strength to stop these two youngsters from fighting, but it took much from us both."

"That doesn't explain anything," Stefan moved closer to his wife defensively.

Damon was still in shock, "Mrs. Flowers is our great-grandmother, little brother. She is nana Sabrina!"

"It can't be! Nana died the day after our mother!" Stefan growled with tears barely held back in his eyes.

The old woman looked up into his green eyes, "and you died too so very long ago. Now you see that Katherine was not the only vampire our family has known?"

"Nana? Is it really you?" Stefan couldn't hold back his tears. Damon too felt the hot salty tears running down his stunned face. "Nana."

"Come here boys. I want the past over with and our family whole – because we are all that we have left, the three of us and you girls … and soon another little girl as well. I want the two of you here too."

The four surrounded the old woman as they became a family again.

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Damon made Bonnie stay in bed, worried that hunting in her condition would harm their baby. He hadn't felt so real in the centuries he and Stefan had lived. He knew that he would have Bonnie with him forever, that had made him happy – but now it was all the better. A baby was growing inside of Bonnie – a daughter, a little girl.

He had already fed from four humans – just enough him to fill himself each time – so that Bonnie would have a strong source of Power to feed both her and the baby. Now he, Stefan, and Elena were out in the woods hunting for animals. Anything to give his wife and daughter the strength they would need to live.

And then Elena collapsed.

An hour later, she opened her eyes slowly. "Stefan? Damon? Where am I?"

"Shush child, they returned to hunting – since they used up most of the Power they had gained during the hunt before you passed out. Now you rest until the boys get back, after all your son is going to need you to remain strong for him." Sabrina smiled with a tear in her eyes.

"A son? A boy? I'm having a baby too?" Elena was having a hard time accepting the news.

"Yes child, though you only became so yesterday. When the boys return I will explain all that I know."

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Bonnie purred as her husband crawled into their room. "Missed you handsome. And I'm not the only one either."

~Dada Dada!~ A small voice echoed in Damon's mind bringing tears to his eyes.

~Is that our baby girl? Bonnie love is it?~

"Yes love! And she is going to be a daddy's girl for certain. Once she started talking to me, she wanted her dada. I think you have something for her, right?" Bonnie grinned happily.

~For you both, my love. Don't want my girls going hungry, now do I?~ Damon chuckled as he climbed next to his wife, feeding his girls as he deeply kissed his beloved Bonnie.

But quickly the blood he had held in his mouth was empty, and both of his girls were still hungry. "Now for the rest of what I collected for the two of you, beloved."

Damon offered her his wrist, but Bonnie was still scared of what she then was. "Damon, what if I bite wrong … or take too much."

"The vein you are focusing on is the right one, you now have vampire instincts to draw on my love. As to taking too much blood from me, I overfed so that there is enough for you and the baby besides the feeding for myself. Now feed my Queen."

Bonnie smiled and then dug her fangs into his wrist, drawing a wince expression from him. She was so hungry that she feed deeper than she first wanted to. Damon could sense that she was going to stop, and that she and their child was still hungering blood. "Keep feeding love. Now that our family has come together, and soon our friends will be here soon, we will protect one another. I will hunt again when you and our little girl are resting."

That was enough for her, and Bonnie began to feed with a renewed vigor. She hadn't thought about how the red liquid she was suckling from her husband's wrist was nourishing the little girl deep in her belly. In a few minutes, Bonnie was satisfied as was the baby in her womb. Damon had just barely hunted enough for him and his girls – barely.

~Dada love me?~ came a small and timid voice into the couple's minds.

Damon grinned. ~Is that daddy's little girl I hear?~

~Yeah, yeah. Love dada and momma.~

Bonnie giggled. ~And we both love you baby girl. Are you still hungry?~

~Kinda. No want daddy drink any more. Want somtin else momma.~

"Daddy drink?" Damon chuckled, raising an eyebrow.

Bonnie smiled happily at her only love. "Think about it, where was mommy getting the blood from? She can talk by using my knowledge, just like I speak Italian through you. She just doesn't understand the concept of blood yet."

"Now I understand. What do my girls want to eat then?" Damon smiled as he rubbed his wife's soft belly. Then was when he noticed that sweet soft belly was not as flat as when he first took her to bed.

~Can I have my family downstairs please. I think it's time that you learn about the children in your bellies my girls.~ Serena sent from the kitchen. ~Oh, and Damon, Bonnie and the baby are both fine. Bonnie is swelling about the time she should. Come down and we will talk.~

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